Hold Onto Your Hats…

I’m about to get serious for a second.

This is a rare occasion, I assure you, so buckle up!

So, I was waiting to get my girls at school and happened upon someone I hadn’t seen in some time. We chatted about how the kids were all getting bigger and what was new in our lives and I told her about my book coming out in August.

At first she was very impressed, until she found out what genre the book is…historical romance.

Mind you, I am in NO WAY ashamed of what I write, as a matter of fact, I’m damned proud of it. However, not everyone feels the same way. Case in point, my acquaintance.

She made that face that people make when you inadvertently over share and informed me that she used to work at a library and that she remembered seeing a lot of those types of books being checked out. She then proceeded to tell me that she noticed that “those women weren’t of the highest education.”

Um, I’m sorry…stepped in WHAT?!?

I’m pretty sure she just told me that what I write is for stupid people.

Wow. That’s pretty harsh.

Now, mind you, I don’t claim to have written the next Pride and Prejudice or Anna Karenina or anything of that nature, but jeebus, talk about the back-handed comment.

To be perfectly honest, this isn’t the first time I’ve heard/read judgement of this nature regarding my writing genre. I just don’t understand why that is though.

Why is it so bad to read a juicy romance novel? Why is someone automatically judged as being “less educated” because they enjoy reading about two people making the beast with two-backs? Why do people think that you have to “get something” out of a book other than entertainment?

I’m not judging, if a person doesn’t enjoy what I write, that’s perfectly fine, I can accept that. What bothers me is the snap decision that is made when the genre is brought up.

Because I can assure you, that education does not intelligence make.

Hubs went to university with a young woman who was actually asked to come and work at NASA over the summer, and yet this same young woman ran her car out of gas on multiple occasions.

Really? Yes, really.

I should also mention that one of the smartest people I know doesn’t have any higher than a high school education.

My point? Don’t read something just because it’s what everyone else is reading or because it’s what “smart” people read, read something that you are going to enjoy, whether it be smut, autobiographical, a classic, a comic book or an instructional manuel…just read.

Who knows, you might laugh, you might cry, you might want to leap on your significant other like a cheetah, hell, you might even learn something 😉

Until next time my adorable little love monkeys,

Patty ❤


A Letter to Father Time

Dear Father Time,

Here’s the thing. I have a buttload of things to do and I could really use an extra couple three hours in the day to get all my stuff done and still achieve a decent amount of sleep.

What constitutes a “buttload” you may ask? Well, let’s break it down, shall we? This week alone I have to help two 10yr olds with homework, everyday, plus one of them has an additional book report that is due at the end of the week, with project. On top of THAT said 10yr olds have a Girl Scout event on Saturday in which I must construct not one, but TWO Candyland type costumes. Then, the middle child has an appointment this afternoon so my mommy alone time is getting chopped in half, not to mention said appointment is on the other end of town. And then I have to attend an awards ceremony for the oldest child’s ROTC program. Oh and before I do that I have to make sure the two 10yr olds get their homework done before I go because, as much as I love him, their dad is clueless when it comes to the ways of homework. Then on Thursday I have an IEP for one of my kids, in the middle of the day, which is going to cut into everything I need to do that day. OH! And let us not forget that it is Easter week and I somehow have to fit in Easter basket shopping, egg boiling, coloring and hiding. AND this weekend, on top of the Girl Scout Candyland thing (you know, the one I’m making the costumes for) we are having dinner with my folks on Saturday and the hubs’ folks on Sunday.

So you see, Daddy T. (can I call you Daddy T?) I could really use a few more hours because on top of all of that I’m trying to get my book edits done, make dinner, clean my house and all the other good “Suzy Homemaker” type stuff. As you can imagine, sleep has fallen to the wayside.

Okay, so has the house cleaning, but I digress, I needs me some more time Daddy T! In your infinite mastery of all things time and space, can you do me this solid? I could really use it.

Thank you so very much for your consideration!

Love Always,
Patty ❤

P.S. Could you also talk to that wife of yours, Mother Nature and see if maybe she can pick a climate and stick to it for AT LEAST a week? This heater one day, air conditioner the next day business if for the birds.